Carried somehow, somewhither, for some reason, on these surging floods, were these travelers, of errand not wholly obvious to their fellows, yet of such sort as to call into query alike the nature of their errand and their own relations. It is
easily earned repetition to state that Josephine St. Auban's was a presence not to be concealed.

One saint's day in mid-term a certain newly appointed suffragan-bishop came to the school chapel, and there preached on “The Inner Life.” He at once secured attention by his informal method, and when presently the coughing of Jarvis[…]interrupted the sermon, he altogether captivated his audience with a remark about cough lozenges being cheap and easily procurable.